It is extremely easy, either in our daily tasks at work or in our interactions with family and friends, to have a tendency to pursue roads, rather than follow the paths that follow the natural contours of our life. In my vocational ministry experience, so much of my time has been given to building bridges and roads that move those I have ministered to from one place to another. I am thankful for the recent encouragement and reminder to instead help those I serve to discern and discover the natural contours of their heart, in the hopes that they will know they heart of God and have theirs match.
“The difference between a path and a road is not only the obvious one. A path is a little more than a habit that comes with knowledge of a place. It is a sort of ritual familiarity. As a form, it is a form of contact with a known landscape. It is not destructive. It is the perfect adaptation, through experience and familiarity, of movement to place; it obeys the natural contours; such obstacles as it meets it goes around. A road, on the other hand, even the most primitive road, embodies a resistance against the landscape. Its reason is not simply the necessity for movement, but haste. Its wish is to avoid contact with the landscape; it seeks so far as possible to go over the country, rather than through it; its aspiration, as we see clearly in the example of our modern freeways, is to be a bridge; its tendency is to translate place into space in order to traverse it with the least effort. It is destructive, seeking to remove or destroy all obstacles in its way. The primitive road advanced by the destruction of the forest; modern roads advance by destruction of topography.” (Wendell Berry p. 12, The Art of the Commonplace)

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